Z Modem

by Leon Hluchota-Virgo - Not entered

In anticipation of a communique from the distant plane
That lies high above the senses: pen to paper.
The key turns; the engine starts.
Station to station,
As a message sent across the wire,
Words spill forth upon the page
From the unknown friend that resides within.

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1995-12-11 21:29:04
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:38:42
Poem ID: 44624

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